'Every Corpse Doth Rot'
The day doth progress, twelve steps onward toward success~ on the verge of nervous breakdowns from the health I oppress Like in grade school recess, I still seek isolation~ my boo took a (permanent vacation), and I live as the (dreaded reincarnation) Those who remeber me of the insects page, should know how it did end~ she slandered my name as did (the city of Staunton) in name of a patriotic trend Though it be just another sin, they never even took time to seek the real offender~ Why? Because she as sinner took part in using others names of the grave she lay under Thus the pride she carry is that of which spits at the poor while the rich gets richer~ in serious need of a pinch hitter, because their knees doth tremble and they will only get weaker Of truth and freedom be I the speaker, they knew not~ because they are naive and lazy, watch as their blood doth clot And when the day hath arrived, ye remember of which I had warned in spots~ in time, every corpse doth rot....... Respectfuly Dead, ~Timmy G. Written March 22nd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 04:15 AM PST 0 • 10
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"The day doth progress, twelve steps onward toward success~..."